I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Friday, November 22, 2024
Urban poetry
This view looking down on an intersection in Midtown Manhattan encapsulates so much of what I love about New York: the geometric shapes of the buildings and the lines in the crosswalks, and the amazing patterns of dappled light on the asphalt, reflecting off the buildings above.
Labels:
geometries,
intersections,
Manhattan,
New York,
streets,
traffic,
urban poetry
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